Monday Blues

“It's Monday morning once again
Oh why did the weekend have to end?
I struggle to get my feet on the floor, open my eyes and head to the door.

I'm not looking forward to the day ahead the wicked woman will be there today I dread.

I will just have to put a smile on my face and act like she's not there..gone without a trace.

Flip on my computer guickly to find TT on my favorites and there I will hide. Anxious to hear the antics going on till 5 o'clock comes and it's time to go home!”

“Monday sucks!

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“There's nothing wrong with Monday that CHOCOLATE can't fix!”

“(he said, with a 16-ounce mug of swiss miss in his hand that just happened to have an extra dose of Ghirardelli Cocoa and Ground Chocolate spilled into it....)”

“There ain't enough chocolate in the free world to make me like Mondays. Winning the lottery would help though. Then Monday would be just another day.”

“In that case, apply more chocolate.”

“you do realise there was a study that proved that chocolate had the same affect on women as sex....”

“Monday, Monday
No good to me
Monday morning
It was all I hoped it would be
Oh, Monday morning
Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still
Be here with me

Monday, Monday
Can't trust that day
Monday, Monday
Sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh, Monday morning you gave me no warning
Of what was to be
Oh, Monday, Monday
How could you leave and not take me

Every other day
Every other day
Every other day
Every other day of the week is fine (fine), yeah
But whenever Monday comes
But whenever Monday comes
But whenever Monday comes
You can find me crying all of the time
You can find me crying all of the time
Monday, Monday
So good to me
Monday morning
It was all I hoped it would be
But, Monday morning
Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still
Be here with me

Every other day
Every other day
Every other day
Every other day of the week is fine (fine), yeah
But whenever Monday comes
But whenever Monday comes
But whenever Monday comes
You can find me crying all of the time
You can find me crying all of the time

Monday, Monday
Ba da, ba da da da
Can't trust that day
Ba da, ba da da da
Monday, Monday
Ba da, ba da da da
It just turns out that way
Ba da, ba da da da
Oh, Monday, Monday
Ba da, ba da da da
Won't go away
Ba da, ba da da da
Monday, Monday
Ba da, ba da da da
It's here to stay
Ba da, ba da da da
Oh, Monday, Monday
Ba da, ba da da da


Da Momma & Poppas”

“I'm a man. Chocolate is good, but it doesn't have the same effect on me as sex.

How much chocolate do you reckon it would take to get me to like Mondays Tilt? I'm thinking the lottery is a better deal:

A: Monday would be just another day.
B: I could buy as much chocolate as I could eat.
C: Women would suddenly materialize wherever I go.
D: Backpacking forever Baaayybeeee!”

“Geo, don't forget Sherpas (or Sherpettes.)”

“Two words: Catered backpacking.

<G>”

“Mondays are great when you don't have to be in the office for a meeting...If you do have to be there ...THEN THEY SUCK.”

“Sherpettes serving me chocolate for breakfast in the wilderness. Now what day did you say this was?”

“I'm here...it is bad as I thought...chocolate you say? As good as sex???? Hmmmm...can we combine the two..then we will see!”

“has many functions...and tastes great in all those capacities.”

“tuesday's just as bad.....



wednesday's worse.....




and thuhrsday's are so sad....”

“aaahhh...why are Thursday's sad?”

“sorry, i'ma blues man(giutar playah). this stuff is goin through ma head at all times...”

“and fridays you ditch out of work earlt to go backpacking”

“no apologies...let it flow. Thursday is just my favorite day of the week..couldn't imagine it being sad.”

“and saturday i go out to play...




on sunday i go to church...





and get on my knees and pray...”

“cuz of a woman, what else!”

“I keep thinking of that Sherpette serving me chocolate for breakfast somewhere on the Dolly Sods, and then somebody else walks into my office an interrupts with some silly bit of work tripe nonsense that has no bearing on anything in the entire universe.”

“My week starts on Sunday.....and ends on Thursday.

So Mondays ain't so ba-a-a-a-ad”

“Limpy, I like the Mamas and the Papas, but I think Fats Domino has the song for crazygurl...


Blue Monday
Fats Domino and Fabian

Blue Monday how I hate Blue Monday
Got to work like a slave all day
Here come Tuesday, oh hard Tuesday
I'm so tired got no time to play
Here come Wednesday, I'm beat to my socks
My gal calls, got to tell her that I'm out
'Cause Thursday is a hard workin' day
And Friday I get my pay
Saturday mornin', oh Saturday mornin'
All my tiredness has gone away
Got my money and my honey
And I'm out on the stand to play


Sunday mornin' I'm feelin' bad
But it's worth it for the time that I had
But I've got to get my rest
'Cause Monday is a mess”

“thanks chili!”

“Your welcome!”

“Back to the office, desk jockey tahoe reporting for duty. Phone, please don't ring just yet, I want to TT a while longer.”

“Depressing song. Just proves that weekends are too short. Now when I become president, the work week will be two days and the weekend will be five days.

We only put in two days of real work in a week. Much of the rest of the time is spent chatting with co-workers, drinking coffee, taking breaks, getting snacks, going on TT, those kinds of things.

So we work those two days like banshees and get five days for backpacking, hiking, watching sports, going to museums, whatever.

Nah, won't work. Too easy!”

“I Play hooky today. Turn on the answer machine and answer all my email tomorrow. :) sooooooo, actually it's sunday for me today, but no kids.”

“Just another manic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
That's my fun day

1980's Cindy Lauper or something wasn't it?”

“bangels!!”

“Right! thanks...”

“The silicon chip inside her head.
Gets switched to overload,
And nobody's gonna go to school today,
She's going to make them stay at home,
And daddy doesn't understand it,
He always said she was as good as gold,
And he can see no reason.
Cos there are no reasons.
What reason do you need to be shown.

Tell me why.
I Dont't like Mondays.
I want to shoot.
The whole day down.

The Telex machine is kept so clean.
As it types to a waiting world,
And Mother feels so shocked,
Father's world is rocked,
And their thoughts turn to.
Their own little girl.
Sweet 16 ain't that peachy keen,
No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat,
They can see no reasons.
Cos there are no reasons.
What reason do you need to be shown.

Tell me why.
I Don't like Mondays.
I want to shoot.
The whole day down.

All the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys a while
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die,
And then the bullhorn crackles,
And the captain crackles,
With the problems and the how's and why's
And he can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die

The silicon chip inside her head.
Gets switched to overload,
And nobody's gonna go to school today,
She's going to make them stay at home,
And daddy doesn't understand it,
He always said she was as good as gold,
And he can see no reason.
Cos there are no reasons.
What reason do you need to be shown.

Tell me why.
I Dont't like Mondays.
I want to shoot.
The whole day down.


Boomtown Rats”

“One shot; no, two shots; no, three shots of Jim Bean”

“Jim Beam”

“Okay Tilt, I'm working on a Chocolate Moose and it's still friggin Monday! Your credibility is shot to he11!”

“HAHHAHAHAhahahahahahaahaaa...”

“Now I'm working on a Tastykake cream filled chocolate snowfall along with the Chocolate Moose, and it's still friggin Monday.! You lied!”

“Usual disclaimers apply.”

“In fact, this Monday is now 12 weeks old! Is it five o'clock yet?”

“It's STILL Monday!”

“More Jim Beam Please”

“a couple of bonghits and youll be feeling better in no time”

“**Yawn**, those pot jokes are pretty uninventive and not even funny. Lame troll attempt, whoever you are.”

“Monday is a great day on the trail. All the weekend warriors are gone and you have the entire universe all to yourself until Thursday night.”

“stikmon has the hershy syrup stuck to his balls again, they say to use lubricant you idiot”

“It's 3:11 already? ... Where ..... Has .......... This ...................... Day .................Go, Zzzzzzz”

“Okay Tilt, I'm free-basing chocolate wafers and it's STILL Monday.”

“You know what goes good with choclate? Jim Beam”